Life

I survived driving in my first snow storm. I went to a showing of the Nutcracker this weekend and when I came out of the theater, my car was covered in 2 inches of snow. To make matters worse, I had a 50 mile trip back home and it never stopped snowing. Fortunately I was patient enough to drive slowly and had good company to keep me entertained.

The show was really good. I was impressed. However, I realized that I am a concert snob. There were people behind me who obviously had a son in the show. I kept hearing things like, "he said he was coming in from the left", "that's him in the hat", "he spent so many hours preparing for this", "that scene made the whole thing worth it", "this is my favorite part", "wow, he's doing really well", and "I heard this scene is awesome". To add to my misery, there was a 4 year old who never stopped moving or babbling and an old man next to me kept unwrapping candy from plastic cellophane. I wanted to strangle all of them. I kept thinking to myself that this was a great show, but I wish I could have heard the orchestra.

Things and people are pissing me off.

Next Monday I am giving away my cat. I'm very sad. I know he's going to be in a great home, but I will miss him more than most of the people I've met in law school (not all, but 99%).

Somehow in the last 90 days I have become bitter. I should be overjoyed that I am graduating, but instead, I am pissed at everyone and everything.

My bioethics prof who agreed to write me letters of rec is MIA and I'm so pissed about it that I can't bear to write out the details. All I have to say is that he is a minister and he's the only one who has fucked me over thus far. The situation isn't bringing me any closer to God and I've got a long road to travel anyway.

Both of my brothers are coming for my graduation. They happen to be two of the very most important people in my life and I am so incredibly happy that they are coming. It'll be really nice to have everyone else there too, but my brothers *sigh* are special.

My house is a shambles. I am trying to throw stuff away and making lists of who is getting what from my house. I can only take back to Texas what fits in my car and I have a very small car. So basically I am taking my law books and some clothes. Everything else is expendable and I have to find a home for it.

Nerds are yummy (the candy kind)!

I should be so grateful for what I have in life. I'm strapped for cash, but I have a savings account that could last me 4 months. I am graduating from law school which means I'll be more educated than most in this country. I always feel like I'm missing so much, but then I talk to people and I realize that I honestly have an amazing amount. I am talking to a friend online. He couldn't make it through law school, he couldn't hack it as a substitute teacher, he's living with his parents who want him out, he has no friends, he is suffering from depression, and the one thing that means anything to him in the world isn't proving to have any satiable value. I'm just the opposite. I have (essentially) made it through law school, I could hack it in the real world when I was out there trying, I am moving back in with my parents and they can't wait to have me, I have a lot of very wonderful friends, I'm generally happy, and the one thing that means more to me than anything else in the world proves satiable almost every time I turn to it.

So why am I not smiling?

Season 2 of Murder She Wrote came out on DVD this week. It's on my Christmas list. Whoop!